We must also understand the actions of many institutions that, although they were able to reproduce within themselves the prejudices, virtues, conflicts, ideals and social divisions of the colonial world, us to have a relative margin of autonomy compar to other social groups.When teenage acne was still the annihilator of youthful dreams, I came across one of those encounters that mark your essence. I pick up by chance (maybe because I saw it too thin) a book from the home library, the one that the old man installs as an ornament somewhere between the living room and a broom.
I read the title: Lima en rock, and I immiately suspect that something was up to this book that I had in my hands. And yes, the first thing I found was my literaliz neighborhood (Palomino cross by Venezuela Middle East Mobile Number List Avenue) and my old friends under 17 years old, hitting on us, hustling the richest girl in the neighborhood, sneaking a look at the forbidden billiards, and learning sex without google chrome. upn_blog_hum_reynoso_July 16 When years later I discover that this, that of reading, that of believing that one writes was going to be one of the ways to make a living, to pay for a cold beer without ceviche (because this profession is not worth much) I recogniz the author of those of narrating, of telling: well-written, very frank and without baroque and effeminate movements.
He was Oswaldo Reynoso, Arequipeño by birth and Cantuteño at heart, yellowish, yellowish, flower of broom. Magisterial teacher of the times in which those five pure reasons did exist to commit oneself, to go out into the streets convinc of something. Today, when these reasons are being dilut by globalization (although there is still hope), Reynoso reminds us that in October there are no miracles, nor in June (even though they have releas the free), nor January, nor ever; because this Lima that he portray more than 50 years ago is still lost, those teenagers are still the same: Rosquita, Angel Face, the Prince, Rouge. |